SISTER IN LAW

THIRTY FOUR: THE BLOOD TRANSFUSION

FREDERIK'S POV

I woke up when I felt an arm hug me. I opened my eyes... and I love what I saw. I smile when I remember what happened yesterday. The happiness of feeling that she said yes. And we did it, all night long. And still I can't get enough of her —I think we did it, 8 rounds.

Yes, we did it 8 rounds with rest, of course. We did that in different corners of her house - on the sofa, kitchen, bathroom, on the stairs, and in the bedroom, where we slept. It was early morning when we decided to stop and I shot it all inside her. F*ck. I wanted to impregnate her. I want her to bring my future children. I just wanted her, only her to be the mother of my children

I stared at her again and caressed her hair down to her beautiful face. Damn. I am the luckiest man alive, waking up and having this woman beside me was the best thing ever.

She's smiling when I traced her pointed nose. Cute.

"Hey! What's your dream, baby. Just make sure it's about me. I don't want you to dream with another man and you're even smiling. Hmm." I am talking to her while she's still sleeping. She just responded with a sweet smile.

I even brought her head closer to my chest, because it was stuck in my arm so I just quickly pulled her closer to me. I hugged her, and kissed her forehead. If this is a dream, I do not want to wake up. I better be sleeping forever having this unreal yet beautiful dream ever.

But I know this is not a dream, cause my erection down there was telling me so --that it’s not a fantasy, man. It's fucking real. You are holding the most precious woman in your whole life.

She was still asleep while I was just watching her when my phone rings. I would not have answered but it's ringing, nonstop. I reached for it that just placed on the side table. Without looking in the caller id, I answered it. "Hey."

["Man. I received a report from the hospital, where Diana was confined, and they told me that the patient escaped yesterday night. And I think, this is not good.”] - Franco.

I get up from bed, but I made sure Leysa wouldn't wake up. What the f*ck? I then remembered Daniel's warning to me, damn it. That psychotic bitch. I immediately got dressed. I need to go, we need to find her immediately before she can do anything bad to Leysa.

But before I left, I left a note and I put it to her forehead so she could notice it right away.

LEYSA'S POV

I was woken up, when I heard my phone rings. But before I could pick it up. I noticed the paper glued to my forehead. I read it.

"Good morning, baby. Sorry you woke up without me by your side. I just needed to run some errands early this morning. But don't worry, I'll pick you up before lunch. Let's have a lunch date, baby. I love you always and forever." -FRED I was shaken by his message, but what is more important than waiting for me to wake up, that he will leave early in the morning.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

I just stood up, to take a cold shower. Seriously, the pain of my body was still there especially to my femininity. Gash. I blushed when I remembered how we lasted in 8 rounds yesterday. His sperm cell almost filled my womb. She wants to get me pregnant again, hmp.

I am about to enter the bathroom when again my phone rings. And I saw the caller id --it's my mom. So I suddenly felt nervous. It's unusual for her to call me this early. That's why I picked it up, without hesitations.

"Hello... Mom? Is anything wrong?" I heard my Mom cried in panic on the other line. So I was even felt more nervous, did something happen to my children? Mom still doesn’t speak. She was just crying

"Mom! What happened?" I asked again

And heaven and earth seemed to fall on my whole being when Mom spoke.

"Leyson, our dea est baby boy... got into an accidémt. He was hit by a car, Leysa. Sorry sorry. Heneedsa blood transfusion, asap and we cant find a bleod donor. And Freda, our princéss was kidnapped. We siill can't trace the culprit. Go hete now, Leysa... to the hospital. Yeur son needed you."]

I almost fainted from what I heard. I just sat on the floor. Damn! What's happening..

He needs a blood transfusion

I quickly put army clothes. I didn't bother if I hatin't taken a bath or what. I just put some clothes on, arid quickly left the house immediately. I don't even remember that my body wasStill hurting. But damn ithMy chifdren are in danger. Conten belongs to ©

Instead of going to the hospital I went straight to WilCo. building. When I entered, I saw how all the employees and visitors stared at me, but who. cares. I don’t care if I look like a crazy woman but I need Frederik, I just need him now.

I went straight to the CEO's private elevator... everyone was amazed and shocked. But damn it, please. I am about to enter the elevator when the guards approached me.

"Ma’am, you are not allowed there,” he said. I looked at them

Don't they know me?

"I. Need. Frederik. Now. So please don't stop me-or else—" I said calmly. But they geta hold of me. F*ck oN them. F*ck all of them! My patience was rufining out and so was my~ times-know I needed Frederik now. Myzghone was ringing nonstop and it’ my mom ~I know. Cayitent belongs to NovelDrama.Org

"Let me go. I need Frederik now. Damn it!" Yes, I'm lost here. There are already many people around us. But the guards still do not release me, they are pulling me now. Shit! I'm crying. My son...

I need Frederik... please.

"What's happening here?” And I heard it --his voice

So I turned around immediately. from where the voice came.

And there he is, together with his friends. I saw how surprised he was to see me. So hopeless. But I suddenly removed the guard's grip on me. And without hesitation. I kneeled. Yes, I approached Frederik's stand and knelt down

I even hugged his legs.

"Please... Fred, help me. I need your help. Please..." I said begging and he stood me up immediately and hugged me tight enough to make me feel secured and assured that everything's gonna be okay. I cried, I just cried... in his arms.

"Hey, stop crying. What happened, baby?" He asked me with so much concern and care. He also reached for my face, to make me look at him.

"My son, he needs you.”